Finally
I had gotten Dave to dump that bitch he had been seeing. Often Dave
couldnt really sense what was and wasnt good for him. And
even when he could, hed find himself so weak-willed that he wasnt
able to do anything about it. His ex-girlfriend, the one I got him to
dump, was a shrill, scheming cunt. Anyone could see through her, except
Dave, that is. Suzanne may have had fair-to-middling looks and a tight
body, but she could be one nasty piece of bad news. And Dave even admitted
she wasn't all that great in the sack. What he saw in her, I just couldnt
fathom. She used him and he knew it, but he wouldnt, or couldnt,
do anything about it. It was clear to everyone that she was with Dave
because she was aware he had inherited a small fortune, even he knew
that. It was pathetic, watching her snare Dave in her web, with Dave
unable or unwilling to do anything about it. So I decided I would do
something about it. I would just waltz right in and take Dave away from
this bitch. I certainly didnt do it for the money, since my own
recent inheritance probably left me even more financially comfortable
than Dave. And I wasnt doing it so much because I wanted him for
myself. It was just so she wouldnt have him, so that she couldn't
use and abuse him anymore. And so she would feel that sharp, sour pang
of losing something she had schemed very hard to possess.

Very soon
after I succeeded in breaking them apart, Dave thanked me for it, finally
realizing that he had let Suzanne walk all over him for no good reason.
He was able to admit to himself that she was just a bitch who had gotten
under his skin and cynically used him for her own ends. He was one happy
male now. Not only had I enabled him to disentangle himself from Suzanne,
but now he had me to fuck him. And I am one prize piece of ass, if I
say so myself.

I was fucking
Dave one afternoon when all of a sudden Suzanne burst into the bedroom,
with her girlfriend Nancy in tow. Nancy was a little admirer who Suzanne
had tagging behind her everywhere she went, someone who Suzanne could
boss around and impress. Nancy probably wiped Suzanne's ass for her.
I was infuriated. Dave and Suzanne had broken up weeks ago, and now
here she was storming into his house while we were in the middle of
having sex. Not that he was such a great fuck, but I didn't especially
relish having the bitch barge in like that when I was all naked in bed
with a guy.

"I
thought you said you got your key back from her," I said to Dave
somewhat angrily.

"Yeah!"
she taunted. "But I made a copy of it for myself, you cunt. You
motherfuckin cunt! You took Dave away from me just to spite me,
you bitch! You piece of shit whore!

Watch
your fuckin mouth! I warned her, pointing a finger.

She was
really having a tantrum and I wasn't liking it at all. I was waiting
for Dave to do something but he wasnt doing anything. And I wasnt
about to let this gold digging shrew storm in like this shouting and
continuing to insult me.

"Will
you tell her to get the fuck out of here," I demanded of Dave,
but he did nothing. Like I said, Dave could be very spineless, especially
when it came to women. Id known that for a while. He had gone
out with one of my sisters for two years and she had him wrapped around
her pinky from day one.
"Will you please throw her out?" I demanded once more, but,
again, he was unable to do anything.

"He
doesn't have the fuckin' balls to throw me out," Suzanne hissed.

"Well
if he doesn't, I sure as shit do, I said coldly. "So why
dont you take your little pet and the two of you just get the
fuck out of this bedroom right now, because I want to get up and get
dressed and I sure as hell am not going to get out of this bed naked
with you two sorry bitches standing over me.
"Who you calling a bitch?" Nancy said lamely, trying in her
pathetic way to sound tough and stand up for her girlfriend.

"You!
You little dishrag, you little pussy!" I barked. "Get the
fuck out of here. And take your sleazy girlfriend with you!"

"Hey,
I can't handle this," Dave finally said, getting out of bed and
putting on a bathrobe. "I'm splitting, you three work it out amongst
yourselves, okay?"

That was
just like Dave, always pulling away from the fire whenever it got a
little too hot for him.

"Wimp!
I should've let her keep you," I snapped at him as he tiptoed out
of the room, going into the bathroom to get dressed.

Now it
was just me and the two bitches.

"Will
you two please leave so I can get up and get dressed," I said,
my anger rising.

"Hey!
We're not going anywhere. What are you going to do? Make us?" Suzanne
said challengingly.

Dressed
now, Dave crept out of the bedroom and out of the house.

After the
door slammed, Suzanne walked up to the bed and tore the sheets off of
me, flinging them away. I seethed as I now found myself naked, on Dave's
bed, with the two of them standing over me, fully clothed. And what
really irked me was that haughty sneer on Suzanne's face.

"I'm
telling you one last time" I warned. "This isn't your place,
and you're not welcome here anymore. So get the fuck out, okay? I want
to get dressed."

"Look
at her," Suzanne said, eyeing my naked body, enviously I thought.
"She thinks just because she has a nice pair of tits she can go
around stealing another chick's guys."

"I
didn't steal anyone, you little drip. Dave couldn't stand you anymore.
He just didn't have the guts to leave you."

"And
you helped him, huh?" Suzanne said.

"That's
right," I said, getting up. If they weren't going to leave, then
I was going to get up, get dressed, and leave myself. I was sick of
this bullshit.
But when I tried to get up, Suzanne pushed me down on the bed. When
I got up a second time, both Suzanne and Nancy pushed me down. Now this
was really pissing me off. What these two bitches didn't know was that
I was martial arts brown belt and definitely not someone you fuck with
recklessly. Of course, I wouldn't waste my expert and dangerous moves
on them --- it would probably do permanent damage -- but if they messed
with me anymore, they were going to regret it. I knew Suzanne was a
jock. She had been a gymnast and rated tennis player, but I was sure
she was no match for me.
So when I tried to get up another time I was ready for them.

They tried
to push me down, but I tripped up Nancy, making her tumble awkwardly
to the floor and kicked Suzanne right in the crotch. Suzanne doubled
over, holding on to her cunt, out of breath, so first I went up to Nancy.

"No!"
she begged, terror in her eyes as I pulled back my hand to slap her
across the face. And when I did slap her face she started bawling like
a baby. I'd have no further trouble from this little nobody, of that
I was sure.

Now I turned
to Suzanne who was recovering from my knee to her groin. As I got close
to her, she surprised me, pretending to still be in agony, but suddenly
tackling me to the floor.

I didn't
like being naked with her all over me. I was going to strip the bitch
now. As she sat on the floor, holding on to her breasts, I grabbed her
skirt and ripped it right off of her. Angry as hell now, I tore that
skirt to shreds.

"What
are you doing?" she said, starting to show fear now.

I grabbed
hold of her top, pulling it down and tearing off all the buttons, then
tore it off her back, leaving her now only in panties and bra. She had
her arms crossed over her chest protecting her tits. Suddenly she kicked
up with her foot, getting me right in the groin and knocking the wind
out of me momentarily. She then tried to bolt out of the room, but I
recovered instantly and leapt after her, knocking her to the ground
on her stomach. I sat on her, digging my knees into the small of her
back, immobilizing her, then unsnapped her bra.

"You
think you two can come in here, talking shit, and just when I was screwing
Dave too. I don't like anyone interrupting me when I'm screwing a guy.
And neither does Dave, because fucking me is like eating a gourmet meal,
while fucking you, Suzanne, according to Dave was like wolfing down
some fast food, a 49c taco," I said, adding insult to injury.

Having
unsnapped her bra, I pulled the bra off from under her tits. Then I
grabbed hold of the elastic of her panties and tugged up at them so
they would dig into her cunt.

"Ow,
that hurts!" she whined like a child.

"Too
fuckin' bad," I said, tugging on the panties until they tore. Then
I pulled her hands behind her back, using all my force now, holding
her wrists and tying them together using her torn panties. She tried
to resist, but I had knocked the wind out of her. I think she was as
scared of my fury now as her little girlfriend moaning and cowering
in the corner.

So I took
them off for her and when I was down to her panties I had noticed they
were wet. She was so scared, she had pissed in them.

"Look,"
I said to Suzanne. "Your little girlfriend pissed in her panties."

I took
off those urine-soaked panties, bundled them up and stuffed them in
Suzanne's mouth, gagging her with them.

"Here,
suck on this," I said.

Nancy looked
astounded, her piss-drenched panties in her girlfriend's mouth.

"I'm
sorry, we're both really sorry," Nancy pleaded.

"Sorry
isn't good enough," I snapped.

Looking
at Nancy's scared, pathetic eyes I could see that all she really wanted
was to follow and look up to some tough bitch. Until now, Suzanne was
that bitch. Now I thought I'd become Nancy's alpha bitch and have her
do my bidding. She came in here with Suzanne to try to put me in her
place. Well, now I was going to recruit her to help me put Suzanne in
her place.

Suzanne,
though her hands were tied behind her back, was moving off the bed now
and trying to spit out Nancy's panties. But I caught her and sat on
her again, pressing her against the bed with my knees and stuffing the
panties back in her mouth.

"Get
over here, Nancy!" I commanded.

Nancy tip-toed
towards me, still looking terrified.

"Spank
your girlfriend for me," I told her.

She hesitated,
unsure what to do.

"Don't
you dare!" Suzanne screamed, finally managing to spit out the wet
panties from her mouth.

"Go
ahead, spank her. Do what I fuckin tell you! I snarled,
then looked over at Suzanne. Suzanne wishes she were a bitch but,
believe me, I'm twice the bitch she is. You stick with me, Nancy, you'll
have yourself the time of your lifre. Sex, control, power. But you have
to do everything I tell you to do, understand?"

The look
on Nancy's face went from whimpering fear to an almost savage glee.
Suzanne had probably tormented her plenty and deep inside I'm sure Nancy
had wanted to get back at her. Now, at my bidding, she had her opportunity.

Suzanne
was trembling underneath me, but I could just sense that something in
her was suddenly opening up, a deep desire to be dominated and humiliated.
I've seen that often in women like her, and men too, those who on the
surface are all rough and tough, but what they really yearn for is to
be put through the paces by someone rougher and tougher than they are.

Nancy was
almost out of control now, spanking Suzanne viciously until her raw,
naked bottom was almost crimson. Then, all of a sudden, Suzanne began
to piss, obviously losing control of her bladder amidst the onslaught
of blows. She pissed all over Dave's bed. But the jerk deserved having
a urine-soaked and stained mattress for leaving like a coward, and not
wanting to be bothered with a gaggle of fighting bitches.

"Oh
God!" Suzanne groaned, now deeply embarrassed by what she had just
done. Nancy, as surprised as me, stopped spanking and pulled back to
watch the urine cascade out of Suzanne's pussy.

"Now
lick her clean," I ordered Nancy.

Nancy looked
up at me in surprise. She probably thought she'd just get to play the
part of the tormentor, but I had to show her who was boss. If she wanted
to play with me, she'd have to do anything I wanted. Anything.

"I
said lick that pussy clean!" I repeated.

She spread
Suzanne's legs apart and dug her face between her thighs, licking the
piss off her pussy. Now Suzanne started moaning, not in torment but
in pleasure. Which didn't surprise me, since I'm sure one reason Suzanne
had Nancy tagging along in the first place was to have Nancy eat her
pussy whenever she wished.

"Okay,
now lick her asshole!" I demanded, and Nancy started lapping away
at Suzanne's bottom, holding her reddened cheeks open, slurping away
at her anus.

"You
two are such sluts," I said mockingly, now stick two fingers
up her ass!

"Okay,
now I want you to take out those fingers and shove them up your own
ass."

Like a
zombie, Nancy pulled out the fingers, reaching back to slide them up
her own butthole as now I roughly shoved three fingers up Suzanne's
ass while Nancy watched excitedly, reaming her own. These two were turning
out to be such sluts!

I reamed
her rectum mercilessly as she squirmed underneath me. But now I knew
she was loving it, loving being under the control of someone stronger
and more formidable than herself. Spanking her, witnessing her loss
of control as she pissed on the bed, shoving hard, insistent fingers
up her asshole -- these were all ways of letting her see that it was
her role, at least with me, to be submissive.

But she
still some more to learn about submission. I wasn't through humiliating
and punishing her for her arrogant intrusion earlier in the afternoon.
Now I turned her over so he was on her back, and I untied her hands
and pulled the gag away, tossing Nancy's wet panties back to her. Suzanne
didn't need to really be bound anymore, she was bound psychologically
at this point.

"Do
we know who the top bitch is around here?" I said, slapping her
hard across the face. "Do we?"

There was
still a hint of resistance in her as she refused to acknowledge it verbally,
though her meekness and utter failure to resist signaled her defeat.

"Do
we!!!!" I barked, now slapping her tits.

"Yes,
yes! I do," she whispered meekly.

"Good,"
I said, satisfied at last by her suppliance. "Pin down her arms,
Nancy."

While Nancy
held her arms down firmly, I sat over Suzanne's face and fed her my
pussy.

"Eat
it, bitch!"

Obediently,
her tongue reached upwards for my pussy, reluctantly at first, but the
more she licked me, the more eager she became, soon licking my pussy
with a truly voracious lust. Suzanne had gone through a lot of changes
today. She had come here with her accomplice, thinking she was going
to settle a score with me for stealing her boyfriend from her, wanting
to humiliate me. But I sure turned the tables on her, first defeating
her physically, then making both her and her girlfriend into my complaint
playthings.

Now I moved
up a few inches and fed her my asshole.

"Eat
this now!" I demanded.

She tongued
my asshole as eagerly as she had tongued my cunt.

"Okay,
Nancy, now it's your turn to get some.

Nancy sat
on Suzanne's face in place of me and, with a gleeful smile on her face
like a child taken to a toy store of her birthday, Nancy was now orally
served by the haughty bitch she herself had grown accustomed to serve.

"Very
good, very good," I said a little impatiently. "Now Nancy,
I want you to lie down right next to Suzanne and to kiss her. Give each
other a nice, big loving kiss."

As their
lips met I squatted over both of their faces and pissed on them while
they kissed, really drenching them with a furious shower of my hot urine.
They turned to me eager to drink it right from the tap now, like the
two obedient sluts they had now become.

"Say
thank you," I demanded.

"Thank
you!" Nancy said.

"Thank
you, thank you Sandy for pissing on us," Suzanne added, this time
sounding like she really meant it.

"Boy,
is he gonna be surprised," Suzanne said, staring at the piss-soaked
bed and then looking at me tenderly as the three of us broke out in
a lewd, healthy cackle, imagining how shocked Dave would be when he
finally returned to his wet, soiled bed.